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Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916.

Lucy

William Wordsworth (1770–1850)

A SLUMBER did my spirit seal;

I had no human fears:

She seem’d a thing that could not feel

The touch of earthly years.

No motion has she now, no force;

She neither hears nor sees;

Roll’d round in earth’s diurnal course,

With rocks, and stones, and trees.